Videre firmly believes that in order to build relationships with our entrepreneurs and truly understand their business context, we cannot just arrive at a meeting hall and run through a curriculum. When our teams arrive in Yendi, we visit the businesses at their locations and sometimes even visit the entrepreneurs’ homes in the villages. Iris has taken it a step further to stay with our participants in their huts and villages to experience life the way they do. Why the extreme? Because Jesus came down from His throne in Heaven to live in the brokenness that we live in and to show His love for us by dying on the cross. Maybe it shouldn’t be the extreme, but the norm!
Home
This is what most people in northern Ghana call home (here are Adisa’s and Awabu’s). These mud huts are built to release heat during the day and retain heat during the night, but it was so hot for me that it made little difference! A typical house generally has several hut structures that serve as rooms for different purposes. There’s also an open area in the middle for cooking, drying shea nuts, washing clothes, etc. If people can afford it, they use metal corrugated sheets for the roof so that rain doesn’t come through damaged grass-thatched roofs and windstorms don’t blow them away. There’s also a roofless structure that’s semi-enclosed for bucket bathing and urinating. Depending on the village, there’s either a designated defecation area in the bush for the entire village or, if lucky, a communal latrine.
Bed
This was where I slept when I stayed with Diana. I was fortunate to have brought an inflatable mat with me. Most people cannot afford mattresses, so they sleep on a thin mat on the hard ground. Some can afford mosquito nets, but since many cannot, young children in particular are especially susceptible to malaria. I brought my own mosquito net, which I requested to be tied outside if it was too hot to sleep inside the hut. If a rainstorm came through to cool the night, then I slept inside the huts. Because most of the villages do not have electricity, I was amazed at how functional people were after dark (unlike those of us who are used to light) and how bright the moon can be to light the way. I usually woke up at 5:30am when the sun rose because that’s when the day starts.
Cooking
Cooking is extremely time-consuming for the women. Not only do they have to get firewood, which sometimes takes hours to gather, but they cook with pots on open fires, which aren’t very efficient. This also causes significant respiratory problems for many of the women and children. The first night I stayed at Amina’s hut, my eyes and throat were so irritated by the smoke from the fire, that I had to leave the house multiple times and had a hoarse throat for several days.
The staple food in northern Ghana is Tuo Zaafi or “TZ” (pronounced “t-zet”). It’s a thick porridge-like ball made by mixing water with corn and cassava flour, and is usually eaten with some type of soup (like peanut soup with tomato sauce, fish, and other ingredients). Another staple is fufu, which is made by pounding boiled yams (or cassava and yams in the south) and also eaten with peanut or tomato-based soup. Fufu is pounded to be slippery so that locals swallow it without chewing. Food is eaten by hand!
Once in a while, families will buy a little meat or slaughter a chicken to add to the soup, but some families can’t afford meat more than once a month. Because it’s their custom to slaughter a chicken for a special guest who stays with them, each of the families slaughtered a valuable chicken for me. It was true generosity… to give what little one has so graciously to a stranger.
Water
Every day, local women put large buckets on their heads and head off to fetch water. If they are lucky to live in a village with a borehole, they will not have to go too far to get clean water. But those without that privilege will walk, sometimes for hours, to the nearest river to get the (muddy) water that they need for washing clothes, bathing, and drinking. Every family I stayed with had access to a borehole, so each family offered me clean water to use for bucket bathing (I brought filtered water for drinking). I went with the women to pump water from the boreholes, but told them that if I carried the water on my head, there would be none left by the time we got back to their house!
Farming
June, July, and August is rainy season in the Northern Region when everyone goes farming and women in more remote villages gather shea nuts and other nuts and fruits that have seeds to be collected and sold. When I stayed with Adisa in Nalogba, I learned the process of harvesting the dawa dawa seeds found in the long dawa dawa beans (pictured above). Women use them in soups or roast them to eat, and it’s very profitable to sell the seeds. Adisa has made it part of her business for this season.
People come together to do communal farming by working on a rotation basis on each person’s farm. One day, Pastor Azindow mobilized a large group of people to sow nine acres of corn. Labor was divided: the men used large sticks to drill rows of planting holes into the ground, and the women (and some men) follow by planting corn seeds. This year, rain has been infrequent, so the farmers are worried about the delay in sowing.
I went with the group to sow corn, and found that it was 1) not my favorite activity and 2) physically harder than it looks. The only thing that kept me going was the vision of what it might look like in September… acres of tall corn ready for the harvest and roasted corn to eat! It is the same vision that James gives us in the Bible:
Be patient, therefore, brothers, until the coming of the Lord. See how the farmer waits for the precious fruit of the earth, being patient about it, until it receives the early and the late rains. You, also, be patient. Establish your hearts, for the coming of the Lord is at hand.
James 5:7-8